Los Angeles daily herald., 1887-08-02
LIFE IN THE COUNTRY.
How n Rich Young Couple Are
Running N Long Island Farm.


Here's little picture of Long Island
domesticity, which an artist sketched
few nights ago in the back parlor OF
Filth avenue house. 1t is free
hand drawing, warranted to be true to
life:
~ hadn't seen George and Marie, "
he began, for just year, so l ran
down to the farm last week to surprise
'em and see how crops were doing"
George and Marie, it is time to re-
mark, are two young people who have
seen some eighteen months of matri-
mony. Georges father is u million
aire; Marie's is one three or four
times over, and the two old gentlemen
played practical joke on the young
couple by persuading them to farm it
down on Long Island under certain
conditions which it is not necessary to
set forth here.
"The only crop L found," the artist
continued. "was an egg crop. got
to the farm at noon. Didn't see
s)ul about the house; went in the
front door on tip-toe; heard noise
like the beating of biscuit in the kit
chen crept in there and found Marie,
her white arms barred to the elbow,
hamrering away at great wad of
dough with rolling pin. George was
on his knees poking at the fire. l
; shouted, but wouldn't shake hands
too much dough and SCOT.
"While we talked the pot boiled
and the bread baked, Marie opening
the oven door every half minute to see
If the biscuit were rising. A yellow
turkey .gobbler walked into the kitchen
and picked up lump of dough from
the table. He must have stood over
three feet when he raised his head.
Shoo-o-,' l began, but Marie
slapped her pretty, dimpled, doughy
hand over my mouth.
Dear Cousin Charles, do not mind
Dicky,' she murmured; 'he has come
in to layP
"Dick come in to lay!"
"The dear little woman, will YOU
believe me, fetched shawl from her
work-basket, and arranging it turban-
fashion, placed it OH the lounge-yes,
lounge! Think of it, a lounge in the
kitchen! And it is positive fact that
she patted that gobbler on the head
and showed him the nest she had
made, and, by George, if he didn't get
up on the lounge and lay an egg in
that shawl. I'll swear to it. I'll be
ha-; we'll, he did it anyhow.
BY and by, when Marie had looked
at the biscuit for the tenth time, a hen
came in crying 'car-car-car-car-car ca
ca-car-r-r.'
Bring Elias nest, George said
the good housewife.
"George dashed away aud got a
last summers poke bonnet which he
placed, bottom up, on the lounge.
Ella watched every movement, and
when the bonnet was ready, in she
hOpped. In two minutes she got out |
of it as if snake had bitten her.
What an unearthly rack t she did
raise! 'Kuc-kuc-kuc-a, kuc kuc-kuc-a,
MISUNDERSTANDING Suc "a =
and away she scampered. [ looked |
into the bonnet and found fresh |
egg.
"Before the biscuit were we'll
Drowned, a turkey hen came in and
laid her head in Marie's lap.
"Run, get Madge's basket, George,
dear..'
George, dear, did as he was bid, |
and by the time the biscuit were done
there was third egg laid in the
kitchen. The turkeys didn't make
any fuss about it either. Marie has
one hen that positively refuses to lay
anywhere except on her Georges |
bed. She hangs around the room
until the bed is made up, when she
takes her place just where the pillows
meet. When she goes away she sings:
''Lay-an.egg-a-day go-ba-foot."
Charles said one of the artists
auditors, "are you sure the gobbler
laid an egg?"
81 don't know anything about it's
being gobbler. Pm not up in the
poultry line. Marie said it was gob-
bier and George didn't correct her.
And, anyway, the things name is
Dick .v-lNeW York Tribune.